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The mass of orcs, though undisciplined, proved far too forceful and determined in their charge to be dissuaded by a formation of horsemen, no matter how valiant their attack. The Orcs that were cut down were soon replaced by legions of their fellows, bristling with rage for their fallen comrades...

I nominate myself for the "Still Technically Alive" award. As per the terms of my ongoing blood pact with a certain teal eldritch horror, I also nominate Tirin for all other awards.

So, what's been happening?

Though greatly delayed in arrival by the unforeseen difficulty in maneuvering the mammoths through the more heavily forested than expected terrain immediately surrounding, the approach of the First of the Ashen Horde would soon be unforgettable by those who survived to remember it. The besieged...

The shaman furrowed his brows, his breath beginning to fog against the rapidly cooling air, as the feeble autumnal sunlight failed to warm the stone upon which he stood. He focused his gaze down onto the town, as the sacking and looting (of their own city) seemed to fade away as the soldiers...

As the limited losses that could have been inflicted by the ambush tactics had been inflicted, Third Root could easily see that any advantage gained by the surprise had quickly worn off. To prevent any more of his troops from throwing their lives away against the steel shield wall, he ordered...

Got here a bit late. Still in time to witness a legal massacre though.

No flames appeared either on the walls or attempted to catch the machinery, rendering the Court Enchanter without much to do. As the hours passed and the ram began to take shape, the Shaman remained within the walls of the keep, straining his aged eyes at the distant hills he knew the King's...

The first few stones to be hurled at the walls caused a good degree of fascination amongst the defending Orcs, who had never seen such siege weaponry used before. Watching the gigantic rocks soar through the air and crash into the wall, almost in reverence of the elements in motion. Of course...

Whilst Backbreaker's volume may not have entirely been necessary, it did go some way to enthuse the other warriors fighting in the training yard with newly acquired weaponry and armour. The clang of steel tapered off as all present turned their heads to listen to the old Shaman. Whilst some...

The Orc sniffed apathetically, as if the General possessed an unpleasant smell and he had half a mind to simply walk away and avoid him rather than speak at all. Squinting as if looking at a gnat in his porridge. Clearing his throat of phlegm with a rattle, the wrinkled features of Third Root...

Kagrin tried his best to follow the train of thought that lead to the woman called Malone to press her hand against the wall. He watched, expressionless as the wall slid open to reveal the impossible pristine interior of this underground lab. His name was called again, and before he could think...

Life inside the walled town of Verthill was calm if unbearably dull for the now defenders. The townspeople began to grow restless once the original defenders left, but for now the Orcs ate sparingly and ensured the inhabitants had enough supplies to make it through the next week. Such behaviour...

Kagrin felt a huge disconnect in attitudes towards him in this motley crew of receptionists, barmen, and what appeared to be hardened criminals threatening the rest of the surprisingly nonchalant group with death. As the goblin guided him at gunpoint down the staircase into the basement, a...

In Barcelona on a department trip till Thursday, gonna be indisposed till then

Though obviously in a disadvantageous position to say the least, Kagrin was determined to not let this goblin get the better of him. Unfortunately, it became painfully obvious that this was some kind of hardened criminal type, willing and able to gun him down in cold blood and not lose an iota...

Now, being immediately captured and a gun pointed in his ear was one thing, perhaps something that could have been completely expected given the circumstances. Kagrin groaned as the goblin leaped onto his back, the shards of glass grinding between his vest and the sawdust and alcohol sprinkled...

Obviously he needs no weapon. Merely his fists and his narcissism are enough to bring down even the most annoying of foes.

This was possibly the dumbest thing Kagrin had ever done in his life.

Kagrin had not watched the treaty signing at all, despite his best efforts. Tuning into the national news on the crappy TV whose sound only worked on one side,that time had instead found him sprawled out fast asleep on his sofa, still in uniform after returning home from another night shift at...